...I am, A CHOSEN

...I am, A CHOSEN

A Poem by Adelana Victor

Oh yes, I am chosen.
Before the foundation of the world, He knew my name,
Set apart was I, by the hand of the Almighty,
Chosen not by my might, but by His grace.
I walking in His promise, sealed by His love,
An heir to a Kingdom that reign supreme.
They asked, “Who are you?”
I said, “I am a vessel of onto glory,
I am vessel onto honour,
A vessel of He who is the “I am that I am.
A light in the darkness, called to be bold.
For the Lord Himself laid upon me His glorious purpose,
Crafting every one of my trials into testimony.
Through every storm that comes my way, I am not alone,
His Spirit is my anchor, my shield, my song.
He said to me child, you are chosen!
Oh yes, I am CHOSEN!
I am, A CHOSEN!
Not by the will of man, but by the call of God,
Whispered into life existence a destiny divine,
His breathe gave me life.
When the world tries to tear me down,
I stand firm, clothed in His strength and righteousness.
No weapon formed against me shall prosper,
For the Lord is my fortress, my champion, my Redeemer.
He said to me child, you are chosen!
Oh yes, I am CHOSEN!
I am, A CHOSEN!
His word is my foundation,
His truth is my guide.
I walk by faith, not by sight,
For I know the One who goes before me.
For he is the equal of no man or being.
Even in the valley of shadows,
I fear no evil, for His rod and staff comfort me.
He prepares a table for me in the presence of my enemies,
My cup overflows with His goodness and blessings.
He said to me child, you are chosen!
Oh yeah, I am CHOSEN!
I am, A CHOSEN!
Not for my glory, but for His,
A witness to the world of His unending grace.
By His blood, I am redeemed,
By His hand, I am led.

© 2024 Adelana Victor


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Added on September 19, 2024
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Adelana Victor
Adelana Victor

Lagos, Lagos State, Nigeria



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